Chapter 157: Frozen

Yin Bingxin looked at Han Feng leaving the ring coldly, and then she was unwilling to let go.

After the somewhat dramatic game between Han Feng and Zhou Yi, everyone's eyes were filled with more confusion when they looked at Han Feng.

However, Han Feng ignored the strange gazes of the people at the scene, returned to the place where Xuantian Sect was resting, and sat quietly aside.

The next game is still very intense, and a few more games later.

As expected before, Xiao Ling was unable to defeat Tang Yurou of the Ice and Snow Pavilion in the end.

The difference in fighting spirit between the two was three levels. Although Xiao Ling tried to resist stubbornly, she was finally easily defeated by Tang Yurou.

Xiao Ling left the ring with a little frustrated face. It was not because she cared too much about the result of the game, but because she was unable to help Han Feng feel a little sad about getting a little score.

In response, Han Feng smiled, ignored everyone's gaze, gently pinched Xiao Ling's smooth and tender little hand, and comforted him in a low voice.

Xiao Ling, who was already a little depressed, saw that Han Feng was holding her hand in front of so many people. Her originally beautiful face was suddenly covered with blush and very tempting.

Han Feng's action attracted envy from others around him. Of course, except for the people from Xuantian Sect, most of them were jealous.

Old Fei looked at the two of them, and smiled at the corners of his mouth, showing a comforting expression.

Lin Yue looked at her apprentice. Two years ago, Han Feng was just a child who wanted her to take care of, but now she has become a handsome young man with such a beautiful woman around her, and she also felt a sigh in her heart.

As for Lin Feiyun, who was standing beside her, she opened her eyes wide and looked at the two of them without blinking. Her black eyes kept turning, not knowing what she was thinking.

After Xiao Ling's game ended, it was Ye Fan's turn to play.

Ye Fan is only of the third level of human level, and it is already a very lucky thing to be able to enter the fifth round. Although the opponent he has encountered is not very strong in fighting spirit, only in the fifth level of human level, it is more than enough to deal with Ye Fan.

Therefore, the game ended without any suspense with Ye Fan's failure.

After getting off the stage, Ye Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly. Although he was a senior brother, his strength was much worse than these junior brothers and sisters.

However, Ye Fan was open-minded and didn't have much thought in his mind. He just encouraged Meng Xiong, who had not yet appeared, and sat aside to rest. He tried his best in the battle just now and was also a little injured.

The game continued, and after most of the day, twenty games had been held in twenty games.

Finally, it was a game that everyone paid great attention to.

Tianlei Pavilion Lei Zhen and Shenglan Sect Nie Yan

This is the first contest between two ninth-grade players of this conference.

"Junior brother, are you sure?" Wei Ze asked worriedly when he saw Nie Yan on the side.

"I will defeat him"

After leaving a word gently, Nie Yan slowly walked to the arena.

When Lei Zhen, who saw Nie Yan coming on stage and sitting in the Tianlei Pavilion rest area, had a flash of light in his eyes, then he laughed loudly, and when he turned his body, his burly body had already appeared on the ring.

The atmosphere at the scene was obviously very warm. The two people on the ring had not yet made any moves, and everyone had already started to talk about their respective advantages and disadvantages.

Everyone was also very impressed by the performance of the two in the previous few games. After all, compared with ordinary people, the competitions of these seed players naturally attracted more attention.

"Han Feng, who do you think will win?" Meng Xiong asked with a little excitement on his face.

At this time, Han Feng was also very concerned about the two games. Hearing Meng Xiong's question, he pondered for a while before saying, "I also paid a little attention to Lei Zhen's first few games. It is indeed very strong, but Nie Yan's knife is not that easy to deal with. Moreover, I feel that I can't see through Nie Yan, as if there is an unknown force hidden in his body. Lei Zhen should have no chance in this game."

Brady and Fei Lao, who were standing beside him, also nodded in agreement with what Han Feng said.

With the strength of the two of them, they naturally could see the strange aura on Nie Yan at a glance.

At this time, Nie Yan on the field saw Lei Zhen appearing on the field, suddenly his wrist trembled, and the black black iron sword suddenly trembled slightly, and then the tip of the knife pointed directly at Lei Zhen.

"This knife is called the Abyss. As long as you can catch my three swords, I will lose." Nie Yan said indifferently, with no fluctuations in his eyes, as if he was talking about insignificant opinions.

Nie Yan's voice was not loud, but it was extremely penetrating. When everyone at the scene heard what he had just said, it suddenly felt like it was burst into trouble and was talking.

"This kid is still so arrogant." Wei Ze, who was under the stage, leaned against the wall behind him, and said to himself with a smile, "But I like it."

After hearing Nie Yan's arrogant words, Lei Zhen on the stage sneered, and then said in a cold voice: "Boy doesn't know the world is high. Since you are so confident, let me try how much you are."

Obviously, Lei Zhen was also excited by what Nie Yan said just now, and he was no longer polite. He moved his body and rushed towards Nie Yan in an instant.

At the same time, with Lei Zhen's body as the center, purple currents visible to the naked eye continued to appear around it.

Lei Zhen's arms gathered a purple energy flow at the same time.

Suddenly, Lei Zhen's fist rushed towards Nie Yan who was still standing there with lightning speed.

Nine movements of thunder

"Lei Zhen's Thunder Cloud Crazy Art seems to have improved a lot. The nine movements of the sky thunder can control five thunder and lightning at the same time. It depends on how this arrogant boy cracked it." Lie Jingyun, who had been watching coldly, suddenly opened his eyes and muttered to himself when Lei Zhen took action.

"The Thunder Cloud Crazy Art of Tianlei Pavilion is indeed very magical. It can actually use its own fighting spirit to trigger lightning in the world to help him fight. That kid seems to be in trouble." Old Fei looked at Lei Zhen's movements, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes, and he said with admiration.

Han Feng, who was standing beside him, stared at the two people on the ring with his eyes, and said at the same time: "Although Lei Zhen's nine-thunder movements are fierce, Nie Yan's sword is more domineering than him. I believe he will bring us unexpected surprises."

And just as Han Feng finished speaking, Nie Yan over there finally moved.

"Buzz"

With a low moan, a cold light suddenly flashed through the abyss in Nie Yan's hand.

Immediately afterwards, Nie Yan's eyes condensed, and a soft shout came from his mouth. Then he held the knife in both hands, and a biting cold air suddenly burst out from the blade.

Xuancondensing ice evil

As the abyss in Nie Yan's hand swung out, powerful cold breaths continued to spread around his body.

Some contestants closer to the ring could even feel that the air around them seemed to be condensed by the cold air.

Two extremely sharp airflows collided with each other, causing a violent roar. Some of the weaker players around could not help but subconsciously cover their ears to avoid the stimulation of this harsh sound.

Lei Zhen in the field did not expect that Nie Yan's sword would be so domineering. His nine-drilling sky thunder was just as soon as he contacted the other party, and he was shattered by the other party's ice sword energy.

While surprised, Lei Zhen hurriedly hurriedly hurriedly hurriedly avoiding the sword aura that was attacking him.

At this moment, Nie Yan's feet finally moved. While Lei Zhen retreated, the abyss in his hand changed again, and another sword aura filled with extremely coldness instantly blasted out.

Wind, snowy and ice

Seeing Nie Yan chasing him, Lei Zhen's heart was thrilled. Before he could think about it, he shouted loudly. As for his fists as his chest, purple lightning suddenly gathered around his fists.

Thunder attack

The purple current collided again with the white cold air.

The two raging energy kept swallowing each other, and it was difficult to decide the outcome for a while.

However, at this time, the knife in Nie Yan's hand did not stop there. His waist turned sharply, and the abyss made another crisp trembling sound.

Immediately, a more domineering and fierce sword aura than the previous two times directly hit Lei Zhen in the air.

Frozen thousands of miles

Finally, this sword energy rushed into two energy that were originally comparable to each other, and instantly completely shattered Lei Zhen's purple lightning.

The cold sword energy lost its block, and it was like a fierce beast, rushing towards Lei Zhen.

Lei Zhen had only time to gather the fighting spirit to try to resist this domineering momentum, but Nie Yan's sword was so easy to take.

With a muffled groan, Lei Zhen's body was instantly blown away by Nie Yan's sword energy.

Fortunately, Lei Zhen is not weak. When he is about to land, he will force himself to fight to correct his body and avoid being too embarrassed when he lands.

However, after landing, Lei Zhen realized that he had lost. Nie Yan's sword was indeed very powerful. With the strength of the ninth-level other person, he could not completely resist the opponent's three swords. At this moment, his body was seriously injured.

On the other hand, Nie Yan's face turned a little pale at this time. The three swords just now had consumed nearly 80% of his fighting spirit. If Lei Zhen could still fight, he would probably lose.

This is why he said before that Lei Zhen would admit defeat as long as he caught him three times.

Lei Zhen is also a character. Knowing that he is not Nie Yan's opponent, he took the initiative to surrender very readily and ignored Nie Yan's previous words at all.

Instead, he laughed at Nie Yan and said, "Boy, your knife is indeed powerful. Although I lost this time, I will definitely compete with you if I have the chance."

"Accompany at any time," Nie Yan said lightly, then turned around and stepped down, but when he left, his eyes did look vaguely in the direction where the Tianmen was.

And there, Li Yu was sitting upright at the moment, watching the game with a faint smile, as if Lei Zhen had no experience in losing.

"This guy is so domineering in his sword. I wonder if I can catch my three styles of Bayan." Meng Xiong said with a quick look when he saw the fierce attack Nie Yan was using.

Seeing this, Han Feng couldn't help but dissuade him: "If your fighting spirit is similar to that of him, you might have a fight, but you are indeed not his opponent now."

When Meng Xiong heard this, he was a little depressed. Instead, Lin Feiyun, who was standing beside him, asked curiously: "Senior brother, can you defeat that guy?"
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